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posted by HaleyDewit
Dean open his eyes difficult and lifted his hand to shut out the bright light. When his eyes adjusted to the light he scribbled up on his feet. He was in Heaven. He looked around and saw a small round table, tableau with a small wooden box.
He walked to it when he was thrown back on the ground. He turned on his back, just in time to see a fist aiming for his face. Dean grabbed the fist and pushed it away.
“Cas?” he a dit breathless when he recognized his attacker.
Cas frowned. How did this stranger know his name? No time to think about that. He was an intruder and intruders had to be killed. Those were strict orders from Raphael.
“Cas, it’s me, Dean!” Dean exclaimed when Cas punched him in the face. Blood spilled from his nose. Dean tried to push him off, but he was too strong. “We’re friends! Don’t toi recognize me?”
Friends? anges didn’t have any friends. He aimed for Dean again, but this time Dean was ready and he rolled on his belly. He quickly stood and grabbed the box. He began to open it when Cas grabbed his legs, causing Dean to lose his balance.
As they wrestled high heels were heard.
“That’s enough”
Dean and Cas looked up and Dean recognized the woman as Naomi. She was accompanied par two male angels. ou at least they’re vessels were male. One of the m knelt and jerked the box out of Dean’s hands. The other pulled Dean up.
“What do toi want me to do with him?” he asked Naomi.
“Lock him up” Naomi ordered.
“No, wait, I have to get back” Dean panicked as the Angel dragged him along. “Cas! Help me! toi can’t let them do this! toi have to fight them!”
posted by HaleyDewit
Evan parked his car on the driveway of their house. Erin looked out of the window and stared at the house. Apparently this was where she lived. Evan opened her door and helped her get out. Though she could walk steady on her own feet, Evan wouldn’t let go of her until they reached the front door. He inserted the key in the lock and turned it to the left. He pushed the door open and stepped aside. Erin cast him a hesitant look, but when Evan nodded encouragingly she entered reluctantly. She heard Evan close the door behind her. She quickly turned around, expecting Evan to be gone. But he was...
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posted by HaleyDewit
Erin sat up and looked around confused. How did she get here? The door opened and Evan came back with a doctor.
“Good afternoon, miss Gregor” the doctor greeted as he walked to the bed. “How are toi feeling?”
Erin looked puzzled at Evan. “What happened?” she asked hoarse, as if she hadn’t used her voice in years.”Who are you?...Who am I?” She fired each question, giving Evan no time to answer them. He took her hand and sat on the bed.
“What’s the last thing toi remember?” he asked caring. Erin looked down, searching her mind for any kind of memory. But then she shook...
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posted by HaleyDewit
Ellen was washing up the glasses and Jo was cleaning the tables, when the door opened and Dean entered with a big smile. He wore his gun over his shoulder and nodded outside.
“Have toi ever made deer for dinner?” he asked Ellen. Jo looked up upset. “You shot a deer?” she asked shocked. She put the dishes down and walked outside to the truck Dean had been driving since Cas’ death. She caressed the head of the dead deer.
“The Dean I know would’ve never killed a defenseless animal” she a dit trembling. Dean had followed her outside.
“The Dean toi know died along with Cas” he replied...
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posted by HaleyDewit
Ten months later.

Evan Trumble was sitting suivant to a hospital bed. He was holding the hand of his fiancée Erin Gregor. The jour before they had found her at the side of the ride. She seemed unharmed, apart from the fact that she was unconscious. Since then she lay here, comatose.
Erin had been missing for years. She went away to start a career as an actress. She would send emails every jour and they called every evening. Until suddenly the emails and the phone calls stopped. At first Evan thought she’d had her breakthrough and that she simply didn’t have time to chat. But then he would’ve...
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Amelia lifted up her chemise and checked the blood on her side.
“Did I do that?” Jimmy frowned horrified. “I didn’t mean to hurt you. It’s Castiel. He’s making me do things”
Amelia nodded tired. “Yeah, I know” she replied short. “I’ll put a bandage on it”
“I’ll help you” Jimmy quickly a dit and he supported his wife on her way to the bathroom.
Claire jumped out of the canapé and hurried to the cupboard where she grabbed her mom’s car keys. If Castiel really was still in her father’s body, they were going to need help to get him out. She walked to the front door and...
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Heather was pacing up and down the kitchen, nervously waiting for Isabel to call her back. She couldn’t imagine what kept her so long. She didn’t have a job, she didn’t have a boyfriend anymore. She was probably wallowing in self-pity, while Heather was about to be ripped to pieces, according to the newspaper.
She dialed Isabel’s phone again and growled when it was her voicemail again. “Seriously? Where the hell are you? Cas is here. What part of get here ASAP did toi not get? Don’t toi read the newspaper? He’s a lunatic. He’s killed four people already in less than 48 hours...
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Meg opened the door of her motel room and pushed Claire inside. They had introduced their selves to one another while shopping for hair products.
“Sit down” Claire ordered and Meg raised her eyebrows. “I can’t dye your hair while you’re standing”
“You know how to do it, then?” Meg asked careful. She wasn’t vain, but she didn’t want to look like an idiot either.
“Please, I’ve done it a thousand times” Claire insured Meg. “You can trust me”
Meg reluctantly sat down on a chair and Claire unpacked the hair dye shampoo. She prepared the shampoo and then went standing...
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posted by HaleyDewit
Meg banged the door of Heather’s studio. After what seemed like forever, the light in the hallway was switched on and Heather opened the door. She was wearing a grey dressing-gown, her hair was very messy and she rubbed her eyes.
“Meg? What are toi doing here? Do toi know what time it is?” Heather mumbled sleepy.
“I need your help. Can I come in?” Meg asked agitated and before Heather could decline she already entered. “You gave me something to get through my first night. It really helped and I was wondering…”
“If I have more? Of course I do, but couldn’t toi wait until morning?...
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posted by HaleyDewit
Dean parked the Impala in front of the motel Meg was staying. “Are toi sure about this?” he asked, turning to Cas.
Cas nodded. “Thank you” he a dit hoarse. “For not telling Sam” Dean didn’t comment, but loosened his siège ceinture and got out of the car. He walked around it, when Cas stepped out too.
“No, wait here” Dean said. “Let me go first”
“Why?”
“She’s not very happy with you, right now. I might have to use a little persuasion” Dean explained.
“What kind of persuasion?” Cas asked suspicious.
“Just trust me, alright?” Dean replied. “I promise I won’t...
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posted by HaleyDewit
Hell.
Crowley was training his new powers on some of his demons, while he thought of all the things he could do with it. The ironic thing was that Cas had donné him his powers to save Dean, and the first thing Crowley wanted to do with his new abilities was drain the life out of that Winchester chucklehead.
But that wouldn’t be the most clever plan ever. The Winchesters would probably expect him to strike now. So, maybe, he should send someone else.
As if on cue, Kevin appeared and a malicious smile appeared on Crowley’s face.
“Kevin!” he exclaimed and Kevin turned to Crowley.
“Yes,...
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Sam, Jo and Ellen were standing around Dean’s lit in the mortuary. There was a book where people could write down their condolences, but since Dean didn’t know that many people, the book would be as good as empty.
Jo took Dean’s hand and brought it to her lips. She kissed his fingers, while tears rolled over her face. Then something magnificent happened. Dean pinched Jo’s hand.
“Dean?” Jo a dit breathless. Sam and Ellen looked up at Dean. They saw his eyelids déplacer and slowly they opened.
“Dean!” Sam exclaimed. Dean blinked his eyes and sat up. He looked around. “Where the hell...
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Dean carried Cas to the entrance, where Zoey blocked their way.
“You’re not going anywhere” she said.
“Right, because you’re going to stop me” Dean a dit sarcastic. He pushed Zoey away and walked further to the entrance.
Zoey jumped his back. She tugged his hair and scratched his face.
Dean lay Cas down as careful as possible. He grabbed Zoey’s hair and pulled her off. He smacked her on the ground and kicked her wherever he could.
“I think you’re losing your Angel juju” Dean said.
Zoey crawled towards Cas. She grabbed his collier and dragged him away, closer to the edge of the holy circle.
“What are toi doing?” Dean asked scared.
He got his answer as Zoey emptied a few bottled of alcohol she had kept their in stock. She conjured a lighter and smiled evil at Dean.
“No!” Dean shouted, but Zoey dropped the lighter and caused another fire.
Daphne lifted one of the table, tableau legs that had broken off of the living table, tableau and walked behind Mitch.She lifted the leg and smashed it down on Mitch’ head. He dropped on the floor and blood dripped out of his head.

Daphne parked her car in front of château Café. She got out of her car and dragged Mitch to the front porch. She dropped him there and walked back to her car and drove away.
A few secondes later another car opened and Zoey walked to the château Café.
“Hey, are toi alright?” she asked.
“Aah” a dit Mitch groaning, who could barely keep his eyes open. “Your sister bashed my...
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Summer 2007

Daphne and Roland were lying in the woods, enjoying the sun and playing like teenagers in love.
At the rive of the lake there was a handsome twenty-five an old man.
“Go on, Martin” a female voice said. “You can do it”
Martin turned around. “Zoey!” he a dit enthusiastic and clapped his hands. Zoey came to him and he hugged her tight. “Martin loves Zoey”
Zoey caressed his hair. “I know, darling, I know” she a dit sweet. “You want to go take a dip in the lake?” she suggested.
Martin looked at her and she could see the conflict in his eyes. It was really hot and...
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It was evening in Colorado, but Alexia was still wide awake. Her grandparents were gone to lit and her mother was making coco for the two of them. Normally Alexia should be in lit par now and the way her mother had been jouer la comédie so nice, too nice, alarmed the four an old.
Zoey turned around and put the two hot cups of coco on the table.
“Mommy, what is going on?” Alexia asked serious.
Zoey sipped from her coco. Then she looked up.
“You know that uncle Emmanuel was on the news this morning” she said.
“Yeah, but they called him Castiel” Alexia recalled the morning news.
“That’s because...
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Cas beached on the street, far away from Rufus’ cabin. He wasn’t sure how to feel. He was angry, because Dean wouldn’t listen to him. Dean always thought he knew everything better. He was disappointed, because Dean had no faith in him at all.
He was so up in thought that he didn’t hear his name. But maybe that was because she didn’t use his real name.
“Emmanuel!”
Someone grabbed his arm and forced him to turn around. He looked at the woman. She looked familiar.
“Didn’t toi hear me?” the woman asked. Cas stared at her. “Don’t toi recognize me? It’s me, Daphne, your wife?”
Cas widened his eyes as he remembered her.
“Daphne” he a dit breathless. “How did toi find me? What are toi doing here?”
“Well, I hired a detective, I needed to find you” Daphne said. She searched in her pockets and conjured a big brown envelope. “I need toi to sign these”
“What is it?” Cas frowned.
“A petition for annulment” Daphne answered.
Meg opened the door of a motel room and helped Cas inside. She guided him to the single lit and put him down. She gently pushed him down and he opened his eyes a little. She walked to the bathroom and dampened a towel.
She walked back into the room and sank down on the bed. Unlike Meg’s Cas’ clothes hadn’t been restored. Meg opened the ruined and bloodstained hospital chemise and dabbed his wounds with the towel.
Cas groaned from pain.
“You don’t have to do this” he a dit weak. “I will heal eventually”
“I know” Meg a dit absent-minded. She stared at Cas’ body. Even with all the cuts he still looked…jumpable.
“But thanks for the gesture” Cas a dit with a weak smile.
Meg continued nursing his injuries. “You know” she said. “If I was still human, I’d fall for you”
Cas gave her another weak smile, before he closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Right after Cas leaves Dean in Purgatory.
Hell.
Meg was hanging on a rack, cuts running over her entire body. A demon, assigned par Crowley, was curving and cutting in her naked skin. Her screams echoed in the entire Hell, while Crowley was watching.
“Mr. Crowley!”
Crowley groaned and rolled his eyes. “What?” he a dit short while turning around.
“I found an intruder” a demon said. He was holding Cas’ collier and dragging him along. Cas looked up and saw Meg hanging, but he didn’t pay much attention to it.
“Well, what do we have here?” Crowley a dit soft.
“I want to make a deal”...
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Zoey was sitting at the cuisine table, tableau in Daphne’s house. After her appointment with the dentist Zoey had decided to have a coffee chat with her sister.
“How are toi doing?” she asked casual.
“I’m doing fine, Z” Daphne answered.
“Are toi still taking your medication?” Zoey asked insisting. Daphne frowned, annoyed. “For goodness sake, Daphne, it’s for toi own good and ours. The doctor didn’t prescribe toi these pills for nothing”
Daphne stood up angry. “I know what they are for” she snapped. She sighed. “I feel good, Zoey. Emmanuel is really good company. He makes...
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After Daphne had called the locksmith her phone rang. She didn’t recognize the number on the screen, but picked up anyway.
“Daphne Allen, speaking” she said.
“Good morning, Mrs. Allen” a female voice said. “I’m sorry to bother toi this early. Is Mr. Allen around?”
“He’s right suivant to me” Daphne confirmed. “Shall I pass him onto you?”
“That would be very kind” the woman said. “Thank you, ma’am”
Daphne reached Cas the phone who stared at the object as if it was going to eat him.
“I don’t know…” he hesitated.
“Don’t worry, just do what I did” Daphne...
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